Dharma & Greg

Bill Maher: (on TV) Now, he's not committing adultery, so we know he's not a Democrat. But he was having sex, so we know he's not a Republican.

Greg: Dharma, do you know what this means? Dharma: Yes! You're not going to be a grumpy old alcoholic who lives on our couch!

Greg: What are you doing? Dharma: I'm showing my support for the candidate. Greg: Here? Dharma: Yes. Greg: In a car in front of my parents house? This is like high school. Dharma: You did it in the car? Greg: Yeah! Where did you do it? Dharma: In my bedroom! Greg: What about your parents? Dharma: They had their own bedroom.

Larry: So what happened? You sold out and went mainstream, huh? Andy: Hey, how long can you drive around in a Volkswagon minibus with shag carpeting on the walls? Larry: 32 years next March.

Greg: Hey, what's going on? Andy: Greg! Why didn't you tell me you were related to this rascal? Greg: Uh, I don't know. At the time it seemed better not to. Andy: We went to Berkeley together! Larry: No, no, no. You went to Berkeley; I was the outside agitator.

Dharma: (Acting very proper) Mother. Father. Thank you so much for coming. Gregory and I truly appreciate your support. (Laughs) Guess what I'm doing? Larry: Acid.

Greg: If we do this, it's going to mean a lot of changes, and... Dharma: Greg, I am not afraid of change. It's what makes life interesting. Greg: You realize you'll have to change too? Dharma: Why?! What the hell's wrong with me? Greg: Well, in my book, nothing; but there are certain expectations of a Congressman's wife. Dharma: Yeah, I know. So I buy a few bras. Big deal!